He nods and straightens his glasses. "I tried to keep my nose clean for all my life, but once the mob got involved it was pretty much over. Fortunately, turned out that I rarely had to hurt anyone or anything. I was mostly just there to make sure things ran smoothly. Quit when they stuck me with the boss' son and I had to knock over a bank with him. Guy got scared and started shootin' hostages. At that point, I was just done."
"Sounds like somebody doesn't know how ta rob a bank." He shakes his head, leaning against the stand "I could understand wantin' ta get out after somethin' like that. My retirement was a lil more... forced lets say." He says with a smile "Well that don't matter fer neither o' us now do it?"
"Crime doesn't pay. Most of the time." He flips through the register, taking out some change and putting it on the counter. "Care for another drink, brother?"
He nods and straightens his glasses. "I tried to keep my nose clean for all my life, but once the mob got involved it was pretty much over. Fortunately, turned out that I rarely had to hurt anyone or anything. I was mostly just there to make sure things ran smoothly. Quit when they stuck me with the boss' son and I had to knock over a bank with him. Guy got scared and started shootin' hostages. At that point, I was just done."
"Sounds like somebody doesn't know how ta rob a bank." He shakes his head, leaning against the stand "I could understand wantin' ta get out after somethin' like that. My retirement was a lil more... forced lets say." He says with a smile "Well that don't matter fer neither o' us now do it?"
"Crime doesn't pay. Most of the time." He flips through the register, taking out some change and putting it on the counter. "Care for another drink, brother?"
He shrugs, smiling at them "That I wouldn't say, but sure, I'd be happy ta take one off yer hands. Keep the change, ya deserve everythin' ya can get." He pushes it back to them.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
A strugel with red, stripey markings, a matching his apron and hat, and a pair of big, round glasses walks by in front of the mouth of the cave, pushing a big mobile soda and ice cream stand. He stops for a moment, looking at the three unusual beings. He doesn't say anything, just happy to watch.
Gordon snarls, baring frost covered teeth. Kelipso turns as well but ends up getting snared by the blights vines.
He doesn't seem phased by the winter wolf, whipping out a chain from his right sleeve. He swings and it keeps coming out, easily reaching the blight and wrapping around its head before the little guy pulls it back, twisting the blight's head around backward to a spray of juices as the chain retracts and seems to disappear once more into his sleeve. "Sorry, broke your concentration, didn't I?" He asks nonchalantly.
Harlow is outside by the river. Before him is a floating ball of water that holds fish in it, swimming around in a confused manner. He seems to be taking notes in a notebook, a folding desk beside him. Multiple pens, papers, tracking tags meant for fish, and more lay on the desk.
Yuri is napping in a tree, somehow sleeping upside down. Donn sits beneath the tree, reading a book on manifestation of emotions.
Kelipso is with Gordon, hunting down a vine blight. The two have cornered it in a cave and are preparing to burn it so it doesn't harm anymore folk.
Omori sits under a nearby tree, birdwatching. She's wearing the scarf Donn made for her, as well as the sweater from her Traitor days, though the sleeves are rolled up a decent bit to make them the right length.
Donn smiles at her "Ello there, how're you honey?"
She puts down her binoculars, looking over at him. "Hello. I'm doing alright. How are you?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Crime doesn't pay. Most of the time." He flips through the register, taking out some change and putting it on the counter. "Care for another drink, brother?"
He shrugs, smiling at them "That I wouldn't say, but sure, I'd be happy ta take one off yer hands. Keep the change, ya deserve everythin' ya can get." He pushes it back to them.
He nods, smiling, and loads it back into the till before quickly making Sparrow the "Honkachu Special," with ube soda, red bean ice cream, white vanilla syrup, and little gummy fish on top.
*Alright, I don't have much time to RP at this exact second, but here is the mobster*
As spring arrives, as does a little strugel with a soda and ice cream stand, with a little menu sign written on a blackboard in chalk. One of the things being advertised are "Dirty Sodas," which are effectively sugary, non-alcoholic cocktails made with sodas, syrups, fresh fruits, and a bunch of other ingredients. There are even little slips you can fill out to make custom orders easier.
The fluffy soda jerk (actual term, not saying he's a jerk) himself has red, stripey markings to match his apron and hat, and a pair of big, round glasses. He stands on his little footstool, a white glove on the paw he rests his cheek on, while the other is uncovered and drumming casually against the lightly frosted lid of the stand. He smiles, but looks a bit bored or stoned or something.
*Sorry about the delay- I'm back now.*
KK notices the stand and approaches, putting a notepad and pen in their respective coat pockets as she walks over, her eyes scanning the menu sign for what the stand has available, internally debating what to get.
"Salve!" Calls the ferretfolk. "If you're having trouble choosing, could I suggest the Honkachu Special? It's a little over a silver, but it's a good introduction to Struged Floats."
She thinks for a moment. "Sure, sounds lovely. Thank you." She produces a small coin purse from one of her pockets, retrieving a silver and three copper coins, offering it as payment.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"Crime doesn't pay. Most of the time." He flips through the register, taking out some change and putting it on the counter. "Care for another drink, brother?"
He shrugs, smiling at them "That I wouldn't say, but sure, I'd be happy ta take one off yer hands. Keep the change, ya deserve everythin' ya can get." He pushes it back to them.
He nods, smiling, and loads it back into the till before quickly making Sparrow the "Honkachu Special," with ube soda, red bean ice cream, white vanilla syrup, and little gummy fish on top.
He takes it with a smile, beginning to down the drink, not often interested in sugar, but today he decided to indulge himself just a bit. He tosses them another gold “Could ya do me a favor an’ make one fer my wife?”
"Salve!" Calls the ferretfolk. "If you're having trouble choosing, could I suggest the Honkachu Special? It's a little over a silver, but it's a good introduction to Struged Floats."
She thinks for a moment. "Sure, sounds lovely. Thank you." She produces a small coin purse from one of her pockets, retrieving a silver and three copper coins, offering it as payment.
He stacks and takes the coins, flipping a copper onto the counter as he stuffs the others into his register. The soda he serves is purple with a white swirl in the glass and red ice cream on top with gummy fish and assorted berries on it.
He nods, smiling, and loads it back into the till before quickly making Sparrow the "Honkachu Special," with ube soda, red bean ice cream, white vanilla syrup, and little gummy fish on top.
He takes it with a smile, beginning to down the drink, not often interested in sugar, but today he decided to indulge himself just a bit. He tosses them another gold “Could ya do me a favor an’ make one fer my wife?”
He gives a short laugh, catching the coin. "Gladly, but you'll have to bring her here. Even without the sun beatin' down, ice cream melts pretty quick. No one likes a warm soda, pal." He writes up a little slip and passes it over. It's a signed card that entitles him to a free Honkachu Special. "In case I forget, y'know?"
He nods, smiling, and loads it back into the till before quickly making Sparrow the "Honkachu Special," with ube soda, red bean ice cream, white vanilla syrup, and little gummy fish on top.
He takes it with a smile, beginning to down the drink, not often interested in sugar, but today he decided to indulge himself just a bit. He tosses them another gold “Could ya do me a favor an’ make one fer my wife?”
He gives a short laugh, catching the coin. "Gladly, but you'll have to bring her here. Even without the sun beatin' down, ice cream melts pretty quick. No one likes a warm soda, pal." He writes up a little slip and passes it over. It's a signed card that entitles him to a free Honkachu Special. "In case I forget, y'know?"
He takes the card, pocketing it “Consider it done, I’ll see ya then, until then, stay safe, will ya?” He laughs and waves goodbye, walking off.
She rubs her claws softly against their back, thinking as well before making a flourish, suddenly there are two tea cups in her hands “Tea?”
“Well, I am going to believe that it did happen. Though I didn’t know about that region of this plane until a few… well, a while ago.”
He raises an eyebrow curiously, his nose twitching from the kiss “You did? Who might they be?”
He nods softly, reaching out for the mug.
"They wouldn't speak of it with such reverance if it weren't true, I think. I'm told its one of the first instances of breaking free from the heteronormal in that area." he smiles, feeling proud of knowing something so... ancient.
"A new friend. Her name is Marie, and she is simply a pleasure. We are going to do a double bridal shower."
She pours some tea into their mug, somehow steaming as she gives them a soft, though mischievous smile.
“Ah, I didn’t expect a history lesson to be something I got on this adventure of ours, but you continue to pleasantly surprise me. Rarely do I learn anything anymore.” He says with a smile, “Are you hungry dear?”
“A double bridal shower? You two became friends quite quickly, I hope to meet them as well as their fiance some time soon. You know, you look absolutely perfect, the stars could not compare to your beauty.” He gives her another soft kiss.
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"Crime doesn't pay. Most of the time." He flips through the register, taking out some change and putting it on the counter. "Care for another drink, brother?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He shrugs, smiling at them "That I wouldn't say, but sure, I'd be happy ta take one off yer hands. Keep the change, ya deserve everythin' ya can get." He pushes it back to them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He doesn't seem phased by the winter wolf, whipping out a chain from his right sleeve. He swings and it keeps coming out, easily reaching the blight and wrapping around its head before the little guy pulls it back, twisting the blight's head around backward to a spray of juices as the chain retracts and seems to disappear once more into his sleeve. "Sorry, broke your concentration, didn't I?" He asks nonchalantly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She puts down her binoculars, looking over at him. "Hello. I'm doing alright. How are you?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He nods, smiling, and loads it back into the till before quickly making Sparrow the "Honkachu Special," with ube soda, red bean ice cream, white vanilla syrup, and little gummy fish on top.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She thinks for a moment. "Sure, sounds lovely. Thank you." She produces a small coin purse from one of her pockets, retrieving a silver and three copper coins, offering it as payment.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
(you want to rp Yvonne?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He takes it with a smile, beginning to down the drink, not often interested in sugar, but today he decided to indulge himself just a bit. He tosses them another gold “Could ya do me a favor an’ make one fer my wife?”
He stacks and takes the coins, flipping a copper onto the counter as he stuffs the others into his register. The soda he serves is purple with a white swirl in the glass and red ice cream on top with gummy fish and assorted berries on it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He gives a short laugh, catching the coin. "Gladly, but you'll have to bring her here. Even without the sun beatin' down, ice cream melts pretty quick. No one likes a warm soda, pal." He writes up a little slip and passes it over. It's a signed card that entitles him to a free Honkachu Special. "In case I forget, y'know?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem.*
She rubs her claws softly against their back, thinking as well before making a flourish, suddenly there are two tea cups in her hands “Tea?”
“Well, I am going to believe that it did happen. Though I didn’t know about that region of this plane until a few… well, a while ago.”
He raises an eyebrow curiously, his nose twitching from the kiss “You did? Who might they be?”
He takes the card, pocketing it “Consider it done, I’ll see ya then, until then, stay safe, will ya?” He laughs and waves goodbye, walking off.
*Hey Salem.*
*I made a strugel ex-mobster who sells floats and gourmet home-made sodas*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*For now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She pours some tea into their mug, somehow steaming as she gives them a soft, though mischievous smile.
“Ah, I didn’t expect a history lesson to be something I got on this adventure of ours, but you continue to pleasantly surprise me. Rarely do I learn anything anymore.” He says with a smile, “Are you hungry dear?”
“A double bridal shower? You two became friends quite quickly, I hope to meet them as well as their fiance some time soon. You know, you look absolutely perfect, the stars could not compare to your beauty.” He gives her another soft kiss.